Sad story... everyone's seen it b/4, but it's very striking and reminds me of myself in a way
10th Grade
As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my
so called best friend. I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine.
But she didn't notice me like that, and i knew it. After class, she walked up to
me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and handed them to her.
She said "thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want
her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy,
and I don't know why.
11th Grade
The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and
on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because
she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As i sat next to her on the sofa, I stared
at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie,
and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said "thanks!"
and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't
want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Senior Year
The day before prom she walked to my locker. "My date is sick" she said; he's
not going to go." Well , i didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise
if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as "best friends". So we did.
Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared
at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine,
but she doesn't think of me like that, and I know it. The she said "I had the best time,
thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I
don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Graduation Day
A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before i could blink, it was graduation day.
I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I
wanter her to be mine, but she didn't notice me like that, and knew it. Before everyone
went , she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. The she lifetd her
head from my shoulder and said, "You're my best friend, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on
the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends,
I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
A Few Years Later
Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched
her say "I do" and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanter her
to be mine, but she didn't see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away,
she came to me and said "you came!". She said "thanks!" and kissed me on the cheek.
I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love
her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Funeral
Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend".
At the service, they read a diary enty she had wrote in her high school years. This
what it read:
"I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know
it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I
love him but I 'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved
me!"
"I wish i did too.." I thought to myself, and I cried.
As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my
so called best friend. I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine.
But she didn't notice me like that, and i knew it. After class, she walked up to
me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and handed them to her.
She said "thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want
her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy,
and I don't know why.
11th Grade
The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and
on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because
she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As i sat next to her on the sofa, I stared
at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie,
and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said "thanks!"
and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't
want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Senior Year
The day before prom she walked to my locker. "My date is sick" she said; he's
not going to go." Well , i didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise
if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as "best friends". So we did.
Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared
at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine,
but she doesn't think of me like that, and I know it. The she said "I had the best time,
thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I
don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Graduation Day
A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before i could blink, it was graduation day.
I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I
wanter her to be mine, but she didn't notice me like that, and knew it. Before everyone
went , she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. The she lifetd her
head from my shoulder and said, "You're my best friend, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on
the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends,
I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
A Few Years Later
Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched
her say "I do" and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanter her
to be mine, but she didn't see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away,
she came to me and said "you came!". She said "thanks!" and kissed me on the cheek.
I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love
her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.
Funeral
Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend".
At the service, they read a diary enty she had wrote in her high school years. This
what it read:
"I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know
it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I
love him but I 'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved
me!"
"I wish i did too.." I thought to myself, and I cried.